The Alchemist of Harry Potter

　　 "Mr. Anderson came to the party for the first time, I don’t know..."

　　 "No, no, Mr. Anderson also brought his own results!" Serra Harris smiled mysteriously at the crowd and pointed his finger at Albert's right wrist, where there was a delicate wooden bracelet.

　　 Harrisis just discovered Albert's protective bracelet. After all, he is an expert in the field of alchemy, and he can guess what it is at a glance.

　　 "Mr. Anderson, can you lend it to us?" Harrisis asked.

　　 "Oh, you said this thing!"

　　 Albert was stunned for a moment, then took off the 2.0 version of the protective bracelet on his right hand, and handed it to Sierra Harris on his side, still with a little puzzled face.

　　 "A very practical thing." Harris looked up and down, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "I can't make such a thing at your age."

　　 "Very British magic item."

　　 Adolf, the old wizard who previously said that Albert was a genius, took the protective bracelet version 2.0 from Harry Hess, and reviewed it carefully and commented.

"This is not something advanced, and the effect may not last too long, and it is almost the same as a normal amulet." Another French wizard glanced at the 2.0 version of the eye protection bracelet, thinking that these two guys are too nonsense. .

　　 "Haha, Claude, you have missed it!" Sierra Harrisis couldn't help but joked, "Next time, remember to change your glasses."

"Is there any problem?" Claude was slightly dissatisfied. He thought his evaluation was very pertinent. Although Anderson was able to make this kind of thing at that age is indeed very powerful, this thing is at that level, and there is nothing to brag about. .

"Mr. Anderson is good at ancient magic texts. He is really admirable in this respect." Adolf pointed to the protective bracelet, looked at Albert, and asked curiously, "Why not use yew? I think yew is better. It's suitable for ancient magic text."

　　 "This is just a test product." Albert explained.

"Well, I suggest you try yew wood, it matches well with the ancient magic text." Adolf said gently, "Your name is Albert Anderson, right? I'm Adolf Fournier. I have some magical items. Research, if you are interested in this, you can take the time to write to me."

　　 "Nice to meet you, Mr. Fournier, I am really interested in making magic items." Albert smiled and shook hands with each other.

　　 "Is it really a very powerful little guy?" Adolf said with emotion in his heart, ready to go back to find the papers previously published by Albert.

　　 Claude couldn't help being taken aback. He and Adolf had known each other for decades, and naturally understood that the other party was not someone who would brag about others at will, so he knew that there was probably something on the wooden bracelet that he hadn't found.

　　 To be honest, Claude is at an average level in ancient magic texts. Thinking of this, the old face blushed, and he quickly took a sip from his teacup to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"I remember that Mr. McDoug's new book on ancient magic texts appeared to mention Mr. Anderson a while ago." Nelson glanced at Claude next door and nodded towards Albert with a smile. Said, "So far, I still haven't read the book for a little while, maybe we can take the time to communicate, and you have a good idea, you can consider mass production and sell it to those who are at risk in the Ministry of Magic. I think they will like your amulet very much."

　　 The English of the middle-aged wizard is a bit strange, which may be related to his being a Danish. He is also good at ancient magic and alchemy.

　　 After all, Rune comes from Norse mythology.

　　 Claude is even more embarrassed.

　　The 2.0 version of the protective bracelet has been rounded again. Whether you can understand its uniqueness or not, you know that Claude has missed it.

　　 "By the way, what kind of wood is this, it doesn't seem to be a sorbus tree." Someone finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he changed the topic to Claude.

　　 "That is the mandela root. It is said that the dried mandela root has the effect of sheltering and expelling dark magical creatures." It was Gobalot who opened his mouth and explained that he is best at potions.

　　 Everyone couldn't help but glanced at Albert. They didn't expect that there were so many ways in this simple thing.

　　 "Well, this little wooden bracelet really surprised us." Claude coughed lightly, and simply admitted that he had missed it.

　　 In fact, if Claude simply admits, no one will tease him. After all, everyone will encounter this kind of thing, and it is still in the field that he is not very good at.

　　 The discipline of ancient magic text is rather strange. If you want to really understand it, you need to have a certain level, otherwise you can only see the surface.

　　 Harrisis motioned Albert to get up to explain the protective bracelet. Albert talked about the magic text on the protective bracelet version 2.0, which at least half of the audience did not understand.

　　 Nelson was very enthusiastic about talking to Albert on the topic of Mowen, leaving the others alone. l

　　 "Then, the next one is my turn." Harrisis smiled and took out a glass jar containing a black powder that was so dark as to swallow all the light.

　　 "I call it dark powder. This is a very special powder. It is a magic substance extracted from a mixture of minerals from Peru and some plant fruit powder. Its characteristic is opaque."

　　Serra Harris poured out some black powder from the glass bottle, raised his wand and swiped it lightly, so that the small piece of darkness in front of him would not spread to the surroundings.

　　 "I remember this thing seems to have been found in Peru. It belongs to a certain mineral quality." Another old wizard frowned.

"What you said is correct. However, there is no progress in Peru for the time being, and I have already researched its manufacturing process first here~www.mtl.com~ It's just that I haven't found any use for this thing yet." Sierra Harrisis thought for a while and added, "If it creates darkness, that's it."

　　 Yeron Bald lit his magic wand and pierced into the black mist, only to find that the light from the magic tip could not be seen through the darkness.

　　 "It's strange that ordinary glowing spells and flames cannot penetrate this darkness. Maybe you can use it to resist spells caused by light."

　　 "Muggles have a kind of smoke bomb that they use when they escape." Albert reminded, "You can use it to make that kind of thing. It must be very practical, but I don't know the price."

　　 "Not expensive, but not cheap either."

　　 "That is very expensive, so I am afraid it is not practical." Albert frowned.

　　 "The extraction process technology needs to be improved, and the price will drop drastically." Serra Harris thought for a while and said.

　　 "By the way, will this thing be blown away by the wind?" Professor Broad asked nonchalantly.

　　 "No." Serra Harris shook his head, "Although it is a kind of powder, once it spreads it is more like magic, but its effect will gradually dissipate over time, usually not for long."

　　 "We can always find a use for it." Gerber Smith comforted, "Of course, Mr. Anderson has already provided the first use for dark fans."

　　 After that, Sierra Harris mentioned the extraction process of this thing by the way. To be honest, it's a bit complicated, at least for Albert. If you don't survive on a large scale, it will definitely be a loss-making business.